Hallowicked night and my costume finally came together — the wings are crooked and I've decided that's the look. The paint can wait for the car ride. Meet me at the doors before the clowns do, baby.
Hallowicked night and my costume finally came together — the wings are crooked and I've decided that's the look. The paint can wait for the car ride. Meet me at the doors before the clowns do, baby.
King 810 brought Flint grit to the Crofoot tonight and I've been at the sewing machine since I got up trying to match that energy. Safety pins are doing all the heavy lifting right now. Tell me you'd still let me walk out like this, baby.
Face paint started before coffee because Twiztid's got Saint Andrew's tonight and Halloween eve has me wired. Tell me you'd let me do yours next, baby.
Sugarhill Gang reunion at Sound Board and I've been rapping along to songs that were old before I was born — my voice is almost gone and I don't care. This top gave up about three songs ago. Come find me at the bar before the next set, baby.
Streetlight Manifesto takes Royal Oak tonight and the horns have been living in my head since I woke up, so breakfast turned into a two-tone dance party. The vest won the outfit hunt before the eggs did. Tell me you'd dance with me right here, baby.
DJ Shadow's at Royal Oak tonight and I got sidetracked digging through the crates at the record shop on the way home. This skirt had other plans the second I bent over. Come flip through the rest of the crate with me, baby.
AZ Chike takes El Club tonight and I've been up bumping West Coast rap ever since, so now I'm posted on my stoop with a cold brew and nowhere to be yet. Tell me you'd take the step below me, baby.
Gilla Band takes Third Man Records soon and I put their noise on while I was supposed to be sketching — the sketches never stood a chance. This is what their warm-up playlist does to me. Come get loud with me, baby.
Rod Wave at Little Caesars tonight means my whole morning has to be slow stretches and slow songs. The mat won before the closet did. Come warm up with me, baby.
Mýa's at MotorCity Casino tonight and her slow jams have had me in a mood since I woke up. The outfit hunt is going terribly — come help me out of it instead, baby.